Golden | Countryhumans ASEAN

『3️⃣』:: ribbon chain

The organization would open his eyes, fluttering until the vision gets adapted to the light inside the room. He was wearing his attire he last got in last night, a black plain shirt and shorts but, his wings were out this time.

That dream... Oh my goodness that dream. It felt so real!... Did he just- cry on his own bed? What happened to that letter? He met SEATO for the first time in ages. He hasn't appeared in his dreams before... He wanted to see him again.

Rubbing his eyes, ASEAN sat up on the bed, still having the blanket on top of his legs, then proceeded to try grab his glasses at the counter whilst trying to balance with the force of his gold-red wings.

"What the heck?-" he muttered, locating his glasses and almost falling off the bed. He noticed, it felt a little later than usual, he did set up the alarm for 6am right?

He finally grabbed the eyewear at the side table and pats it with the blanket's cloth for a little before wearing it and finally looks at the room in full detail. The curtain was widely open, he did close the curtains last night... Did he?

He noticed the golden rays entering from the window all the way to the wooden floor. Each and every light shining the small amount of dust floating on air, and his wings clearly sort of bounced some light towards the ground. The city view was—as normal—pretty industrial in the morning as the roads were almost filled up with cars and people in their work outfits was observed being going to their own buildings.

He gets out of bed and grabbed his phone at the bedside table. He turns it on, displaying his wallpaper that he actually took in a rainforest one time with a little ladybug, and reads the time.

8:12 am.

"Huh..."

ASEAN turned to his alarm clock at the other table, picking it up and pressing a bunch of buttons to check if the alarm was working. He then notices that the alarm was set to 6am sharp and with snoozing on, it looked like it wasn't snoozed or anything. Oh yeah, someone probably did turn off the alarm then.

At first, he didn't open curtain and so he had no idea who did that, he somehow "overslept", and he did not recall talking to anyone that night after he left. Did someone seriously break into his apartment without his consent and tries to lengthen his sleep schedule or whatnot?

Then it stroke him, right. It was his birthday, or foundation day rather. Fiftieth to be exact. Right but, who broke into his apartment without consent?! The only people he knows that has his card keys are himself, the apartment key vault which was very hard to ask from, and.... Ah.

He had forgotten he trusted Singapore with his spare keys. He didn't want to put it in the office for the sake of not trusting himself since he keeps forgetting to bring the keys to his locker, he gave it to one of his founding members he mostly trusted. Did Singapore or some other ASEAN member literally just barged into his apartment and turned off his alarm when it went off, and with an additional task of opening the curtain? Gladly his phone, tablet, computer, or television wasn't actually stolen or else he would get really mad.

He sighed, then placed down the alarm clock back at its original place. He closed the curtains once more before proceeding to his morning activities... Literally ignoring the fact his schedule was ruined.

ASEAN's apartment wasn't really too big yet not too small, it was fair enough for him to live on his own and have his own little workspace and a kitchen for reasons that he want to step into it a little more.

He grabbed his tablet from the other bedside table and this time scanned through his notifications. Now that social media was a thing, everyone would just usually greet him there. He wasn't really happy with that commitment in his opinion just because it feels too bland just to greet online when you can meet in person (except for times if an "infection" type of deal would occur inside the world), but there wasn't really any much choice as generations move faster than he expects it to be.